Luck, twice like two London buses
Someone must have been listening to my cry for a bit of luck the other week, because two amazing things happened today.
Firstly, I GOT MY PASSPORT BACK! Yes, miracles do happen. There was a letter waiting for me this morning from the Police, not usually a good thing I suppose but this time it was telling me that my passport was waiting for me at the lost property office (not the first time I have been there). By some stroke of good forture it all went without a hitch, and I can now go home for Christmas, saving myself a huge amount of cash for a new one in the process. Thankyou a million times to whoever handed it in. You have earned your place in Heaven (OK, that’s a bit over the top, perhaps).
The second thing is even more exciting. At last, I have found somewhere which can supply Buckfast. The place in question is Thomas Green’s British food store on the Saphartipark; I was passing on the way to the lost property office and thought I’d call in. They don’t have it in stock, but can order it for us at €6,70 for a half bottle; not cheap, but not outrageous either. For a case of 12 we’d get a 10% discount.
As soon as I found this out, I called Andy at work with the fabulous news. Of course he was over the moon, and the decision was taken AT ONCE to place an order for a case. This I did, and if all goes well it should be with us the first week in January.
In fact, it turns out that our house is on the shop guy’s route home from work, so he’ll deliver it for us too. Out-fuckin-standing!
